Veruca Salt
Earthcrosser
Sleep little flea little boy me a freak Am I clean I feel like men I feel like boys I think I'm peeling The ringing in my ears from playing too loud I hear the ocean I hear the crowd
I'm disconnected I am unattached An unmade bed makes me feel like a failure
Bedroom eyes lead to blurry vision, blurry vision
And the ringing in my ears From playing too loud I hear the ocean I hear the crowd Too pale too sick too scrawny but I'll sleep here anyway
And the sheets smell like bodies
Not mine not yours, not yours
It's two am and it's quiet again
Where's my lip gloss
And the ringing in my ears From playing too loud I hear the ocean I hear the crowd ....
From Letras Mania